Oh God.
Andrwmaars in this itch
4066 gvng rcrds yeah we're out in this bitch
I'm too skreet, I'm too skreet nigga
Yeah I'm headed to the top
That's a fact nigga
Yeah they blowin' on my phone now I'm fat nigga
Yeah they faking on the low and that's wack nigga
I don't got a circle
I don't even got a scheme
I don't even gotta scheme
Yeah you know I stay mean
Yeah you know I stay me
Yeah you know I sip lean
Yeah know that I'm a fiend on God, I'm a fiend
I'm a lover not a fighter but I feel yeah
But fight for what I love
I pray for my music and I talk to god
I wouldn't have it done with you, oh God
Oh God I'm blessed
I'm blessed and I was born to be the best
I worry about me
Don't a give a fuck about the rest
I never get rest, my eyes stay open
And I'm never folding and I done seen your ways
Your hateful ways, your dangerous face
Your envious self
You wanted the wealth
You needed the help, really dying, dying slowly dead inside
I'm getting killed by my pride
All you do is divide
You have the devil inside you
You pocking and picking, Success the mission
Shout out to my dads I'm a man today,
Never gave you the props You're alive but you're dead to me
I have to say it's been hard b
I'm tryna figure out this life thing
And I even got a son he on the way though
I pray he comes out to see the sun and that's the way it go
I wouldn't have done it without you oh God, on God
I wouldn't have done it without you Oh god, On God
I wouldn't have done it
I wouldn't have done it without you on God, oh God
4066 gvng rcrds yeah we're out in this bitch
I'm too skreet, I'm too skreet nigga
Yeah I'm headed to the top
That's a fact nigga
Yeah they blowin' on my phone now I'm fat nigga
Yeah they faking on the low and that's wack nigga
I don't got a circle
I don't even got a scheme
I don't even gotta scheme
Yeah you know I stay mean
Yeah you know I stay me
Yeah you know I sip lean
Yeah know that I'm a fiend on God, I'm a fiend
I'm a lover not a fighter but I feel yeah
But fight for what I love
I pray for my music and I talk to god
I wouldn't have it done with you, oh God
Oh God I'm blessed
I'm blessed and I was born to be the best
I worry about me
Don't a give a fuck about the rest
I never get rest, my eyes stay open
And I'm never folding and I done seen your ways
Your hateful ways, your dangerous face
Your envious self
You wanted the wealth
You needed the help, really dying, dying slowly dead inside
I'm getting killed by my pride
All you do is divide
You have the devil inside you
You pocking and picking, Success the mission
Shout out to my dads I'm a man today,
Never gave you the props You're alive but you're dead to me
I have to say it's been hard b
I'm tryna figure out this life thing
And I even got a son he on the way though
I pray he comes out to see the sun and that's the way it go
I wouldn't have done it without you oh God, on God
I wouldn't have done it without you Oh god, On God
I wouldn't have done it
I wouldn't have done it without you on God, oh God
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Writer(s): Sphamandla Phila Zondo
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